I just visited my old childhood home. The trees I used to climb are gone and the bushes I used to hide in have been replaced by a long wall of a hedge. But the emotions are still there in my throat.
I love it when the brain pieces things together like this. A scarecrow, I added self-indulgent mice, a scarecrow scares crows, mice scare elephants, there is an elephant in the “Little Dee” world. Happy. :)